Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　She is about to complete the important mission given to her by God, and this determination and resolve make it impossible for her to back down.

　However, the thought of the harm she was about to cause Möbius filled her with deep guilt and pain.

　Inside the laboratory, Möbius was completely absorbed in the complex experimental data, oblivious to the impending danger.

　Looking at Mebius's focused and beautiful back, a hint of hesitation and reluctance flashed in Klein's eyes.

　But at that moment, the will of the apostle of God surged forth like a torrent, instantly suppressing her own emotions and reason.

　She slowly pulled a Honkai energy-enhanced tactical dagger from her pocket.

Chapter 486 The Individual Herrscher of a Thousand - Klein

　Having undergone the baptism of the super-transformation surgery and fused with the genes of the Judgment-class Honkai Beast Shesa, Mebius, who had transformed into a Fusion Warrior, naturally sensed Klein's approach.

　But she trusted Klein too much to ever imagine that her confidant would turn against her.

　This unconditional trust is the key to how Klein, who in the original world has become a thousand Herrschers, was able to deliver a fatal blow to Mebius, who has become a Fusion Warrior.

　On this planet, Mebius's trust in Klein remained undiminished.

　Therefore, she naturally assigned tasks to Klein as usual.

　"Klein, help me organize and summarize these experimental data..."

　Halfway through her sentence, a dark blue light suddenly appeared in front of her, causing Möbius's eyes, which were a mix of pink and green and resembled snake eyes, to shrink sharply.

　This is a passively triggered [Spell Shield] that provides her with protection at crucial moments.

　Given the relationship between Moros and Mebius, it is perfectly reasonable for her to carry a magical artifact given to her by a necromancer.

　Just as Klein was about to launch a fatal attack on Mebius with the specially poisoned Honkai energy-enhanced tactical dagger, the seemingly ordinary earring-shaped magical artifact suddenly burst forth with brilliant magical light, timely stopping the sudden attack and protecting Mebius's safety.

　Although the magical earring artifact effectively defended against physical attacks and ensured Mebius's physical safety, it could not soothe the deep wounds she had suffered.

　Mebius, realizing what had happened, stood frozen in place, his pink and green eyes filled with disbelief and shock.

　Her thoughts were thrown into chaos at that moment, and all her reason and composure were completely shattered by the unexpected betrayal.

　Mebius stared incredulously at Klein, her confidant, who now held a blade and was trying to kill her.

　"Klein...why?"

　Her voice trembled, each word seemingly squeezed out with all her might from between her clenched teeth, filled with indescribable pain and confusion.

　Mebius was filled with doubt and anger; she could neither understand nor accept this fact.

　In her mind, Klein was someone who could give her unwavering support and profound understanding no matter when or where, and was her most trusted partner besides Moros.

　However, the Klein before him seemed like a completely different person; those eyes that once shone with gentle light now held only coldness and unfamiliarity.

　The girl with short green hair did not answer, but gripped the dagger in her hand even tighter. The sharp tip of the dagger gleamed coldly under the laboratory lights as she approached Mebius once more.

　At this extremely tense moment, Mebius's expression suddenly underwent a subtle change.

　A thought seemed to flash through her mind, providing a momentary respite from her impending emotional breakdown.

　"Klein, you..."

　Her words carried a complex meaning, as if she were testing the waters, or perhaps seeking some kind of answer.

　Then, she took a deep breath, her tone becoming unusually calm and firm.

　"Don't move. I will try my best to make sure you don't feel too much pain during the next restraint."

　Mobilizing the surging Honkai energy within his body, Mebius released a strange and vibrant black mud-like liquid.

　These black muddy liquids danced nimbly in the air, wrapping around Klein's body with lightning speed and precision.

　A flicker of surprise and fear crossed Klein's eyes, but her reaction was ultimately a step too slow.

　The black mud liquid seemed to have foreseen her movements, wrapping around her in advance and gradually enveloping her entire body, forming an indestructible black cage.

　Hidden within this black mud is a very special binding force that resonates strangely with the Honkai energy within Klein's body. The two intertwine to form an unbreakable shackle.

　Even Klein, one of the thousand Herrschers, was powerless against this sudden and powerful restraint and was unable to break free.

　All of this is actually quite reasonable.

　After all, given the individual strength of a thousand Herrschers, being captured alive in front of Mebius, a Hero-level Fusion Warrior, was almost a foregone conclusion.

　At that moment, a dark blue teleportation portal appeared out of nowhere beside Mebius.

　The next moment, a necromancer cloaked in the Shadow of Death rushed out of the portal.

　The pair of earring-shaped magical artifacts that shielded Mebius from Klein's surprise attack, which manifested as a thousand individual Herrschers, were Moros's masterpiece.

　When encountering danger, these magical earring artifacts can be passively triggered to generate a [spell shield] with strength comparable to high-level spells, providing the wearer with solid protection.

　At the same time, these earrings also possess the extraordinary ability to transmit information.

　Once Mebius is in danger, they will immediately transmit the news of the danger to Moros in the form of magical communication, so that he can know the situation as soon as possible.

　Upon receiving the alarm that Mebius had been attacked, the necromancer's heart sank.

　Immediately, he opened a remote portal to Möbius's location as quickly as possible.

　"Mebius, are you alright? Are you hurt?"

　Moros rushed to Möbius's side, his eyes filled with concern.

　His gaze searched her entire body carefully, as if afraid of missing any minor scratches or discomfort.

　Mebius shook his head gently, giving him a reassuring smile to indicate that he was alright.

　Then, before Moros could ask anything further, she raised her finger and pointed at Klein, who was bound by the black mud.

　“I’m fine, Morros. But look, Klein, what’s wrong with her?”

　Mebius's tone carried a hint of barely concealed urgency.

　Clearly, she was filled with doubt and unease about Klein's sudden attack.

　Following Mebius's direction, Moros's gaze fell on Klein.

　With the keen senses he had gained after four leaps in his life level, he immediately sensed the unusual aura emanating from Klein.

　“Klein, she…”

　After a moment's hesitation, Moros decided to tell the truth.

　"She has become one of the Tenth Herrscher, the Herrscher of a Thousand."

　These words struck Mebius like a thunderclap.

　Despite having a premonition, she still felt dizzy when the necromancer said it to her.

　She staggered back two steps, her legs feeling as heavy as lead. In the end, she couldn't withstand the mental shock, and her body swayed as she lost her balance.

　At this critical moment, Moros reacted swiftly, opening his arms and firmly pulling Mebius into his embrace.

　Leaning against Moros's chest, feeling that familiar and warm breath, Mebius felt a sense of comfort.

Chapter 487 Saving Klein and the Interrogation

　As Mebius gradually calmed down in Moros's warm embrace, a tacit understanding and comprehension flowed between the two, a understanding that could be deeply felt without words.

　The surrounding air seemed to stand still, leaving only Klein's figure in the distance, tightly bound by the dark, muddy substance, which stood out starkly and heartbreakingly under the laboratory lights.

　Gently supporting Mebius and making sure she could stand steadily on her own, Moros asked her in a gentle voice.

　"Mébius, what are you planning to do next?"

　Gazing into the deep, concerned eyes of the young man before him, Möbius spoke with utmost seriousness.

　"I will research a way to turn Herrschers back into humans!"

　Moros was not at all surprised by Mebius's determination and resolve.

　He knew all too well that given the deep emotional bond between Möbius and Klein, it would be unbelievable if she chose to give up Klein.

　“I understand, Möbius. Whatever help you need, I will stand by your side without hesitation and support you wholeheartedly.”

　After giving his assurance, Moros, under Mebius's watchful gaze, unabashedly cast a detection spell to investigate and confirm Klein's current condition.

　The next moment, a magical light, barely perceptible to the naked eye, quietly descended and gently enveloped the girl, whose short green hair was slightly disheveled and who was deep in the black mud.

　After a moment of silence, Moros ended his detection spell and slowly withdrew the trace amount of death magic that had escaped.

　Then, he turned to Möbius with an unusually solemn look.

　"My findings indicate that Klein's soul remains pure, untouched by any pollution, which is indeed a comforting and fortunate piece of good news."

　Looking into those expectant, pinkish-green snake eyes, the necromancer told Mebius about his discovery.

　"However, unfortunately, Klein's body has been completely transformed into the individual of the Thousand Herrschers."

　"what do you mean……"

　Mebius's voice trembled slightly with barely suppressed excitement.

　Her heart raced, and her eyes sparkled with anticipation.

　With her extraordinary intelligence, Mebius had already vaguely sketched out the outline of the next proposal that Moros might put forward.

　Even so, she still desperately hoped to get that final confirmation from the necromancer.

　“Yes, Mebius, just as you think, if you can successfully create a body that can hold Klein’s soul, then I will be able to cast a soul transfer spell to help Klein’s soul break free from its current predicament and be reborn.”

　Moros paused deliberately at this point.

　His gaze was gentle yet firm, as if giving Möbius strength and confidence.

　"But the realization of all these wonderful visions is based on one foundation—whether you can find or create such a perfect body."

　Upon hearing this, a confident smile appeared on Mebius's lips.

　For someone specializing in biology like her, creating a body of average quality is a piece of cake and an easy task.

　But considering that this body would belong to Klein, Mebius's mind instantly transcended the boundaries of the mundane.

　Fusion Warrior's power?

　That was merely the starting point for the body she had tailored for Klein.

　The integration of Honkai Beast genes?

　They must be carefully selected, with no room for compromise.

　Mebius, with his extremely discerning attitude, was determined to select the purest genetic fragments that best matched Klein, ensuring a perfect fusion of the two without any flaws or compromises.

　Mebius showed unprecedented generosity towards those who understood him.

　She decisively mobilized all the cutting-edge technologies and spared no expense in pouring massive resources into this creation, all to prepare an unimaginably perfect body for Klein's soul.

　"Leave it to me, Moros. I, Mebius, will do everything in my power to create the most perfect body to house Klein's soul."

　Just as Moros and Mebius were busy preparing for Klein's rebirth, Dr. May, at the new headquarters of the Firemoth on Tasmania, received an important visitor.

　Upon receiving the magical communication from the necromancer he served, Councilor William dared not delay.

　He immediately formally requested a meeting with Dr. Mei through the highly encrypted communication network within the Firemoth.

　Dr. May naturally gave sufficient attention to the application from this member of the Firemoth Council, who represented the will of necromancers.

　Looking back, her collaboration with the necromancer was quite pleasant and fruitful.

　It could even be said that her current control over the Firemoth is inseparable from the necromancer's help.

　The atmosphere inside the meeting room was solemn and serious.

　As they sat down, their eyes met, and it seemed as if endless thoughts were being exchanged silently.

　Without any hesitation, Congressman William handed over a carefully prepared report.

　This concise yet detailed report outlines the severe consequences of the Firemoth airborne fleet's disregard for the agreement between the two parties and its unauthorized intrusion into Queensland airspace—its complete and devastating destruction by the necromancer.

　Following this, Congressman William, in his capacity as a necromancer, posed a profound and serious question to Dr. May regarding the incident.

　As Dr. Mei opened the report and read it word by word, her expression gradually became serious.

　When she read about the horrific scene of the complete destruction of the air fleet, a barely perceptible trace of sorrow flashed in her eyes, but more so a clear understanding of the severity of the event.

　After reading the newspaper

　After speaking, Dr. May gently closed the document, her gaze meeting that of Congressman William once again.

　This time, there was a hint of determination in her eyes.